Nature, like a kind and smiling mother, lends herself to our dreams and cherishes our fancies.
Victor HugoThe pupil dilates in darkness and in the end finds light, just as the soul dilates in misfortune and in the end finds God.
Victor HugoNature, like a kind and smiling mother, lends herself to our dreams and cherishes our fancies.
Victor HugoThe pupil dilates in darkness and in the end finds light, just as the soul dilates in misfortune and in the end finds God.
Victor Hugo